Chapter 42: Arctic Psychic

"Majesty!"

Wei Yanzi suddenly turned around, his eyes full of surprise.

"Why did you come in person?" Wei Yuzi took a step back and bowed.

"Tonight, in the face of him, I have to come and ...... in person"

The deep gaze glanced at the majestic Qionglou Yuyu, more than ten years ago, it was built by his own personal order, and today he will destroy them with his own hands, time has changed, it is really changeable.

Raising his head slightly, looking at the gilded plaque [Taiyi Palace], a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared in Yingzheng's heart.

For many years, they have been rivals, and perhaps friends.

They are the ones who know each other the most in this world, but they are also the ones who are the least willing to understand each other, because the more they know each other, the more uneasy they feel in each other's hearts.

Under Lishan Mountain, there is a magnificent underground palace, which is the source of the Great Qin leyline, and one day in the future, this will also be the place where the first emperor rests, with the blood of the emperor, suppressing the entire imperial vein, he is the first person, and he will be the only person, because this idea is what the person in the Taiyi Palace told him.

Regardless of whether he lives forever or not, in the bottom of his heart, he hopes that the empire he has created with his own hands can last forever.

"Taiyi...... I'm already here, do you still want to cower in the mountains? ”

"......" was silent for a long time, and a desolate voice suddenly sounded in the mountains, a little hoarse, and a little melancholy, "You are here after all, you are still the same person you were back then, and you have not changed yet." ”

"My empire was created by me personally, and it will also be guarded by me personally.

Exhaled, the sound rolled, and all the battles were frozen in this moment, as if time and space were imprisoned.

Even the eyes. also stopped at this moment, the golden dragon pattern boots, every step is so calm, resolute, stepping on blood and white bones, wearing an imperial robe, majestic and unparalleled, he is the master of this heaven and earth, he is the king of this time and space.

- Bang ——,—— Bang Bang——。 ——Bang——

One after another stone doors opened in response, there was no wind and frost, no rain and dew, not even a trace of light, and at this moment the heavy darkness shrouded the entire Taiyi Palace.

Step by step, without hesitation, without stopping, along this endless darkness, go on. Walk into the light in the distance.

Just like many years ago, he led the entire tired empire out of the heavy darkness and regained control of the eight desolations in his hands.

I don't know how long it took. It seems to be the last door in front of me, and the simple engraving is engraved on this heavy bronze door, revealing wisps of antiquity and atmosphere from the ancient wilderness.

Panic in the world. People are struggling to survive and walk here. Exploring.

Heaven, why is it heaven, why is the earth the earth, and what is the trajectory of the stars, the sun and the moon.

This is man, the exploration of nature, the torture of life, this qiē has traces to follow, there is a way in ancient times.

"In the beginning of time, who preached it? The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested? ”

As the words fell, the bronze gate slowly opened, and there was a squeak and friction, as if there had been no guests here for a long time.

Dressed in an imperial gown, dressed in brocade and green clothes.

The First Emperor and the Eastern Emperor, King to King!

At this moment, the first emperor is like a swordsman, more domineering, but less solemn and deep in the past, more free and heroic.

At this moment, Taiyi is like a prodigal son who is carefree, going out with a golden mask and withdrawing his mysterious coat, he seems so peaceful and quiet, but he is as immobile as a mountain.

Turning around slowly, above the brocade green clothes, there was a handsome face in his twenties and thirties, and the most conspicuous was a little snow white on the sideburns and eyebrows.

When the wind rises, the white eyebrows and white hair flutter slowly, and among the thick black hair, the hoarfrost on the sideburns is not only abrupt, but adds a trace of precipitation over the years.

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Hall of Stars, Moon God, Queen of Night, Yan Hong.

All three of them looked silently at the empty throne.

In the beginning of antiquity, who preached it? The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested?

When this sentence fell, the figure on the throne disappeared, and the disappearance was not abrupt, plain, ordinary.

It's as if he has never appeared in this world, never in front of all beings.

"This?!" After being silent for a long time, Yan Hong had to spit out this one word, but there was no follow-up, because he didn't know what words to use to express his mood at the moment.

At this time, it seemed that even the indelible black-robed and golden-faced figure in his heart was slowly fading, as if the qiē he left in the world was passing away with the wind.

When he came, he was peerless; When he went, he was silent.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

I'm gone, I wave my sleeves and don't take a cloud with me.

Above the dome, the bright starry sky was dark, and the brilliant nine-colored glass light shrouded the entire Star Palace, and the vast star map of the Star Hall slowly opened, and a treasure appeared.

"Phantom Sound Treasure Box!"

The queen of the night exclaimed, and then jumped over, the wide sleeved robe shrouded in that gorgeous brilliance, yin and yang treasures, thousands of magic sounds, who doesn't covet it?

However, the change is often at this moment, the originally vibrant nine-colored glass light suddenly turned into a purple-black sword, shot out, and the whole body fell from the sky like thunder after night.

Broken from bondage, the brilliant brilliance reappears, and the woman who does not care about the wolf bèi falling to the ground, greed will never attract pity and sympathy, and often unsparing contempt.

The nine-colored halo, fluttering with the phantom sound treasure box, stayed on the top of the head after the night, it was still purple and black, but it was soft and silver-white when it stayed on the top of the moon god's head, and when it was around Yan Hong, it was a majestic and solemn purple gold.

In the end, like a naughty elf, he came to Chitaki in front of him, and the light flickered, like smart eyes.

The white and tender little hand stretched out, and it was like a spirit bird obediently falling into Chitaki's hand.

The nine-colored glazed light immediately converged, and along the dragon's eye beads on the top layer, it shot into the center of Chitaki's eyebrows.

It's like a bridge, a bridge of the heart.

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In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it? The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested? Who can be extreme? ……………… He Huan wears through the hills of Lushe and draws out the subtext? I told you that it won't be long. How can you try to give yourself and be loyal?

Although the voice is abrupt, it is a sprinkled Chu Ci, not anything else, it is the sword in Yingzheng's hand, "Tianwen"!

Ask the sky, ask the earth, ask the stars; Ask about luck, ask about fate, ask about life and death; Ask the heart, ask, ask about success or failure.

Heaven and earth are the beginning, the stars have ups and downs, fortunes come and fall, fate is free, life and death are not up to man; There is faith in the heart, there is taste in the Tao, and success or failure is born from the heart.

Sit and watch the wind and clouds change, laugh and talk about life and death, if there is love in the sky, the world will release the vicissitudes of life! (To be continued......)